What lingers in his distant memory is the knowledge of a spring that will not yet come for many years. The only self who knows that scent is the self who knows it not just yet. If his life is a chimera, for whom did he endure all these years?
A long, long time ago...
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Vor einer langen Zeit...
Hace mucho, mucho tiempo...
Hace mucho, mucho tiempo...
Il y a très,
Tanto, tanto tempo fa...
Há muito, muito tempo...